Nothing like a Friday night free for all meltdown about it being Friday night and Owen not seeing his teacher until Monday. Oh boy. Let the screams begin. It started before bath, then during bath, and all the way for an hour and a half after he got out of the bath. Breathe, I held my head really far back trying to stop the tears forming in my eyes, knowing that no matter what I do summer is coming and it’s another major change in routine. Why, oh why, oh why can’t school be five days a week, fifty-two weeks a year, and let’s add in some spare days in case we need them. He needs the routine and this momma needs the routine for him. All I can do is hope he sleeps through the night, knowing that it’s not even a possibility. He hasn’t slept through the night in a month of months. I thought a month of Sundays but it’s been a lot longer than that. All I can do is pray. When he came home from school he was ready to already go back. He ate his snack and worked on his school apps without me prompting him. He then moved on to the TV. “Hi mom”, he said not directed at me. There was more to his sentence but I couldn’t completely hear it. He learns a lot of his actions and reactions from TV shows that he watches or apps that he plays with. He was watching Doc McStuffins, listening to the characters interact with each other. I rejoice when he makes these connections. They help his everyday conversations and builds his people skills. He then moved on to his language portion of the day. So, OK, the language portion seems to be all day now. He ran to me with his tablet wanting me to help him say the words for Siri to translate. Sometimes he does it himself now, which is amazing. He asked for his teacher and banana in Spanish, then he moved on to shapes in German, and he continued with Portuguese and Arabic. He keeps me guessing with what he’ll learn next. He makes me smile in every language, makes me laugh with his belly gut laughs, and he holds my heart in his hands when he asks for one more kiss. The impossible can become the possible if you believe. Smiles to all and donut daze!
I'm Lynn Browder. Owen's Mommy. The best moments in time are when I get to see the smile on his face and that giggle come from his heart.